"Hahaha, look how fit and skinny she's become, she looks so speechlessly happy!"
For the past day, although senior brother Wang left the room as to avoid the disgust of the ensuing endeavor, junior sister Rui wouldn't miss on such a chance.
She stood up behind the kneeling subordinate of her's, grasping his head into her electrified palms, forcing the nerves of his face to twitch in a manner that disturbed his control over his eyes.
She had him watch over and over as the two ruthless brutes ravaged his wife in all types of positions possible, to the point where his iris grew shallow and pale from tears.
The remaining subordinates didn't want to usher in the misfortune of their comrade. However, they were under strict orders to watch as the events unfolded.
The resonating sounds of flesh smashing into flesh, hoarse gasps, the impure smell of sweat and nectar, all of it wove together with the visual impact placed before them.
The scene of his petite wife sandwiched between two lustful hounds who had no reservations as they ravaged her simultaneously.
She laid flat onto the broad chest of a middle-aged man as he restrained both her arms into a rear lock.
Her dark eyes lost their luster as she gazed at another middle-aged man with his digits wrapped onto her delicate neck.
He was laughing, taunting, and occasionally he spat a mouthful of saliva onto her pale visage as if she wasn't worth a drop of respect.
If he was to remove his palms, the handprints of his colossal hands would appear as though they were an indispensable tattoo over her skin.
The three of them melted into each other like wild animals, drenched in sweat and nectar.
For the past hours, the two men continually absorbed the woman's life essence to replenish their endurance and vitality. Like this, it seemed as if they could keep going forever.
The subordinate watched as his wife's skin dried up, her hair turned gray, her eyes hollowed up as her life became nothing but a weak candle in the wind.
He wished to cripple his cultivation, crumble his meridians, combust his dantian, suicide has never seemed so enticing and liberating before today.
Alas, with his young lady fusing her purple thunder into his body, it was no longer anything he can control.
With a loud, echoing grunt, the two middle-aged men reached their limit as they continued to pour into the lifeless being between them.
"Mm?!" Both of them had their eyes widen simultaneously.
They realized that there wasn't any more life essence to absorb and stimulate their cultivation.
"Fuck! Useless bitch couldn't even last two days."
The one on top reluctantly got up, he looked down at the motionless female with contempt and disdain, as if he suffered a disgrace.
"To think this father was kind enough to grant her pleasure but she's so selfish!"
The other one echoed in, rolling the deprived body off himself as if it was some broken toy before standing up.
"Well, guess she only had about 50 years of life left so it couldn't be helped, these slaves have a low life span anyway, not even enough for me to satisfy one-tenth of my desires. Hahaha!"
By now, junior sister Rui also let go of the subordinate who long sank in despair.
With a cheerful smile, Rui tiptoed towards his wife.
"Awww...." Rui muttered in a consulting tone, she pressed her heels against the woman's plump chest as her Qi Essence sank in.
"Sigh, what a pity! The pleasure was too good, her heart already stopped from joy!" Rui exclaimed before turning her head over to check up on the subordinate.
"What? You're not even going to thank them?"
She asked with a genuinely confused expression as she pointed at the two men who were busy getting dressed.
...
"Master Wei, if I'm not mistaken, the portal should open in a few hours!"
"Quick, follow Master Wei's seals and arrange the array plates!"
"Contact the remaining masters and confirm that they've settled in their respective positions!"
The Martial Law array masters were getting noisier by the moment, combusting their energy and effort in order to keep sync with the schedule.
The Divine Inheritance Island had its entry portal, this portal was a distortion of space that once crossed, it will randomly relocate people throughout the entire Island.
Even if two people went hand in hand, they would still be separated by dozens if not thousands of miles.
Usually, the hours before the grand portal opening, teams, and squads would rehearse over their plans and objectives, then they would agree on common rendezvous dwelling caves that their predecessors discovered.
However, a small number of these groups actually separated a part of their attention to ridicule the array masters who have been diligently trying to decipher the mysteries of these arrays.
Still, it was all in their hearts, not a single person would dare speak up their insults.
At this moment, far in the distance, a singular flying treasure was closing in towards the entry point with a tremendous speed.
Of course, the speed wasn't far off from their treasures. But, that flying treasure was rather conspicuous because no one expected an arrival at this crucial moment.
"Mm? Senior brother, do you know which continent sent an extra?"
One of the martial artists who glimpsed the flying treasure asked.
There was no quota for the number of people who joined in. But, because the inheritances were limited, it became somewhat of an unspoken rule about the number of candidates each continent dispatched.
Of course, the only flying treasure capable of traversing the Chaotic Ocean in the Shadowed Demise Continent belonged to the Luhei Household, and they were too short on manpower to dispatch a search team.
In fact, the Nine Great Families wanted to use the treasure to send off their promising elites towards the Core Continent using this treasure to gain some acknowledgment and resources.
So, when an unfamiliar flying treasure suddenly appeared, it naturally caught the attention of those martial artists.
Some had confused expressions.
Some were nonchalant and indifferent.
Some were boiling with contempt.
One more cat, less fish to eat.
Greed had always been a catalyst in the hearts of men, so they were obviously annoyed by this.
On the boat, Noire already stood up from his lotus position and positioned himself onto the helm of the flying treasure.
Just like everyone had their eyes onto them, he also had his eyes glaring back.
He didn't like the way they eyed him with contempt. But, as long as they didn't provoke him, he wouldn't care.
In any case, he also had Anastasia acting as a deterrence.
'Hm... Something feels off...' Noire could feel a bizarre gaze locked onto him, but he couldn't find the source to it no matter how he looked through the thousands of people ahead.
He ultimately shook his head, it could be a side effect due to the disturbances of spiritual energy scattered all over the area.
...
Inside the projection room, the six-year-old girl was eyeing Noire's approaching figure, it could be said that this is the first time she saw someone so young yet their hair was so white.
She even had faint doubts that this person was older than her grandpa, or not too far off.
Unbeknownst to her, the 'grandpa' has appeared ghostly behind her.
He was intensively furrowing his eyebrows as he watched the projection of Noire.
This was the first time he met someone in this lower plane who could contend against his spiritual sense probing, but his energy fluctuations were obviously only at the early twilight stage.
'Interesting...' The old man thought before his illusory body faded.